Ex-british squaddie, got my civvies on back in 1995. Got myself slotted into medical school. I think the powers-that-be thought I might come scuttling back as an army quack. WRONG!!! I'd had my fill of the life and happily chased civillian nurses.

Now living it up in Australia, strutting my stuff in ED and the rescue choppers doing medevac. Diving in the warm ocean, getting better at surfing and now chasing Aussie nurses. I even catch some occasionally!!

Writing this on the beach at my holiday gaff in 40 degree heat. Not sure I'll go swimming 'cos there's a Great White lurking around and I'm kind of attached to my limbs. Ain't life tough!

Ex-british squaddie, got my civvies on back in 1995. Got myself slotted into medical school. I think the powers-that-be thought I might come scuttling back as an army quack. WRONG!!! I'd had my fill of the life and happily chased civillian nurses.

Now living it up in Australia, strutting my stuff in ED and the rescue choppers doing medevac. Diving in the warm ocean, getting better at surfing and now chasing Aussie nurses. I even catch some occasionally!!

Writing this on the beach at my holiday gaff in 40 degree heat. Not sure I'll go swimming 'cos there's a Great White lurking around and I'm kind of attached to my limbs. Ain't life tough!

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Lets translate this:

I got booted out of the RCT after failing basic twice. I got a job as a porter in St Georges Hospital, Tooting. I tried to join the TA as a medic, but I failed the medical due to my acne and BO. But the St John's Ambulance took me on. There is one female in my ambulance troop. Ethel. She's 58 and lets me sniff her bicycle saddle sometimes.

Now living in a bedsit in Morden above a Turkish supermarket. It's about 3 degrees at the moment but I can't afford to put any credit on the key meter. I'd go for a walk around the park but it's full of pit bulls, dog shit and muggers now. I'm kind of not wanting to get stabbed up. Ain't life shite...